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Abracadabra Rhyme (abRacadabRa) 13 syllables per line... the amount poets choice but must be consistent)
Abracadabra Storm
Dread descends in my heart, heaviness smothers the lands.
Saturated in darkness, smoky gray clouds boil by.
A raging Storm stomping up the dark stairs a'tromping.
Thundering foot falls wake me, my attention demands.
Painful, sharp blows hit with flashing forks of lightening.
Salty sweat sting welts.Ghost light behind my eyes; like brands.
Quickly over as begun, leaving this wet stillness.
Heaviness lifts, as my lungs and the close air expands.
Perhaps I will be the Storm…yes, one day I will try …
… Up the dark stairs a'tromping, a raging Storm stomping.
The drama ends, but now I hold vengeance in my hands.
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